#And then I’m preparing to go to school and like ????

[leaderwon]

CHAPTER 01 — JUST ANOTHER YEAR

wc — 600+

masterlist — next

You’d think that by the time you’re a senior, everything would feel a little more... cinematic. Like the coming of age movies always show, messy romances, dramatic confessions, some sort of existential growth montage set to a soft indie song.

But here you were, sitting in homeroom, staring at the clock and wondering if your English teacher would notice if you just evaporated into thin air. Same old desks, same old fluorescent lights, same old you.

You pulled your hoodie over your head a little tighter, slouched low in your seat, and ignored the cluster of loud voices echoing from the hallway.

“You’re early,” came a familiar voice as a bag dropped beside your desk. You didn’t have to look up. “So are you.”

Lia plopped down beside you, her hair slightly windblown and a muffin clutched in one hand. “You’re lucky I stopped by that bakery near the bus stop. Banana walnut, your favorite.”

You reached out for it wordlessly. She rolled her eyes but handed it over anyway.

Lia had been your best friend since freshman year, back when you accidentally spilled orange juice all over her sketchbook in the cafeteria. Somehow, that turned into a friendship built on late-night facetimes, shared playlists, and synchronized eye rolls in class.

“Are you mentally prepared to suffer for the next ten months?” she asked, leaning back in her chair.

“No,” you said through a mouthful of muffin. “But I’m emotionally numb, so that counts for something.” Before she could reply, the classroom door slammed open and three voices filled the room.

“Hey, did you seriously bet that I’d trip over that curb?” Jay’s voice rang out, loud and borderline offended. Jake grinned unapologetically, tossing his backpack into the seat behind you. “I just knew you would. You have the coordination of a soggy carrot.”

“I didn’t even see you bet anything,” Sunghoon muttered, clearly unimpressed. “I didn’t need to. Manifestation works, bro.”

You turned slightly in your seat as the trio took over the desks behind you, the way they always did, Jay tossing his notebook onto your table without asking, Jake already trying to steal a bite of your muffin, and Sunghoon settling in with a sigh like this was just routine. Which, unfortunately, it was.

They’d been a package deal since middle school. Jay, Jake, and Sunghoon. The kind of best friends who were annoyingly in sync, always bickering but somehow moving like one chaotic unit.

Jay reached forward and plucked a corner of your muffin. “Still not banana chocolate chip? You disappoint me, Y/N.” “You’re literally eating my food. Shut up.”

Jake leaned in with a lazy smile. “So, what’s the plan after school? Celebration milkshakes like old times?” “For surviving our first day of senior year?” you raised an eyebrow.

“For making it through homeroom without jumping out the window,” Sunghoon said dryly, not looking up from his phone. Lia snorted. “Charming.” “C’mon,” Jake said, nudging your arm, “it’s tradition.”

You sighed but smiled despite yourself. “Fine. But you’re paying.” “I always pay.” “Because you always forget your wallet and we guilt-trip you into it,” Jay added.

Jake just grinned.

You turned back around in your seat, nibbling on what was left of the muffin as your teacher finally walked in. You weren’t ready for college applications, deadlines, or whatever adult responsibilities were creeping toward you. But in that moment, with Lia beside you, and the boys bickering behind you, it almost felt okay.

Almost.

But deep down, you had a strange feeling you couldn’t shake. Something was going to change this year. You didn’t know how, or when, or why. But you could feel it.

And you were right.

You just didn’t know how messy it would get yet.

© @leaderwon 2025. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[twistedpink]

Azul Ashengrotto x Athlete!Reader

(WARNING for internalized fat phobia and homophobia but like in a gay jock middle school way)

The best word to describe NRC’s housewardens, without a doubt, is beautiful. They’re all so powerful and infamous, that it’s hard NOT to want a piece of them,, This is all to say that when one of them approaches you for one on one coaching, (even if it’s the weakest link) then you oblige like you’re accepting a marriage proposal!

“HELL YEAH, BOSS!”

So, you’re given the once in a lifetime opportunity to tutor Azul Ashengrotto of all people on freshmen level flight and general physed in preparation for the spelldrive season. It’s a,, Challenge, to say the least of it.

His face is always flushed around you, sweating an almost concerning amount and huffing air when he can- Which is rare, because you’re a tyrant for a coach. But, as a privilege for his ability to fire you at a moment’s notice, you allow him a breather. Mercy. If only just to giggle at this “all powerful mage” blushing like a schoolgirl from a couple laps up close,,

He stands up abruptly from the bleachers, still going on about getting to this meeting he won’t shut up about, just fast enough for your incoming hand that was going for his waist to pinch at, (maybe a little side-gut) to hit him square on the ass.

Hard.

He squeals, and it’s unbelievably hot. Not even like a that’s-a-girl-noise-so-I’m-not-gay-4-this-haha squeak, but if you took every brain cell in your head to go “yeah, that’s how Azul reacts to being manhandled” then THATS how it sounds. The slap reverberates with a vengeance inside your head, probably echoing across the field with your luck- The stupid mouth on your dumb face musters enough insane customer service oomph to whip out “So, same time next week?” Instead of apologizing and confronting any feelings of guilt, because who actually self reflects?

You don’t have the balls to look him in the eyes, so you close them when you smile. “I.. Suppose so. Have a good day.” His hand rests nonchalantly on the cheek you defiled (and you definitely don’t know that bc you watched his butt the whole way off the field. That’s gay.), and if he comes next week then it’ll be a hat trick- You get to keep your job, (partial) dignity, and eye candy! :D

@bju3c0re

[andre-and-cal]

What happend right before the shooting (8:54am-9:54am)?

Minor NSFW warning,,

At 9:54 AM, Andre and Cal turned on their video camera and got ready to enter the school. But from 8:54 to 9:54, their whereabouts were deemed unknown.

Within that hour, at around 9:00 AM, the two boys were definitely getting ready at their houses. When Andre was dressed and ready to go, he gathered the firearms, loaded up his trunk, and then left, stopping at Cal’s place to pick him up.

Before he made his departure to Calvin, however, Andre said his final goodbyes to Mel— he was under the assumption that he and Cal would both be “leaving the state” together later that day. Yet, they never did.

But Calvin didn’t want to head over to Iroquois right at that second. He wanted to have a bit of time with Andre beforehand— after all, it would be their last hour alone together if they were timing it right. He wanted to make this worth it. He wanted to be ready. Well, he was ready, of course, but he just still felt that something was missing.

At around 9:20, Andre agreed to pull into the parking lot of the nearby community park. Their guns were in the backseat, supplies in the trunk. And with the early morning’s arrival, it was just them there.

It was just Andre and Cal.

Andre didn’t even know where to begin… because this was it. Today was Zero Day.

They’d been planning this for months— and while he was most definitely set on going through with the mission, he still had his own thoughts and hesitancies that popped up in the back of his mind from time to time. But he didn’t seek out the answer. There was no answer. This was what they were meant to do, and Andre knew that was final. They were final, in a sense. Hence, perpetrating Zero Day was the last victory they could truly acquire. And he didn’t want to disappoint Calvin.

Since, well, Calvin was ready to fade out as well. He was fully prepared to drag everyone else down right along with him and Andre. Because they were different; the Army of Two was essentially a “thing” at this point… yet that remained mostly unclear to Andre. Maybe the idea was far-fetched— at least, to everyone else it had been. But that was okay, because he had Cal and Cal had him. And that was all that really mattered, didn’t it?

“So this’s really it, huh Andre?” Cal had said, breaking the silence and directing an unsettling grin toward the teen sitting next to him.

Andre nodded, casting a sidelong glance at the other.

“… But uh, I don’t really know how to say this, so,” the blond paused. “You know I’m really glad we’re doing this, right?”

It was kind of odd how borderline normal Cal appeared referring to their premeditated plans of massacre. But then again, Andre remained composed as well; it was almost chilling how easily the illusion of normalcy approached both boys.

The brunet nodded again. He felt like he had purpose, especially while his knowledge of their significant companionship solidified inside his busy mind. “Yeah, of course. I mean… we gotta do what we gotta do.”

Uh huh, Cal thought. We’ve got meaning purpose.

He reached over and rested a hand on Andre’s knee. “Mmhmm…”

He retracted his hand and instead placed it on Andre’s face. Then, he leaned over the center console and kissed him.

Andre was eagerly receptive, grabbing at Cal’s waist and sliding his tongue into his mouth.

And soon, one thing led to another; Andre’s boxers bloomed fresh cum stains, Cal’s hand in his pants. Then, Andre leaned down over Cal’s lap, carefully taking him within the wetness of his mouth as soon as the teenager’s cargo pants were loose. But his jaw grew tired and sore, scalp aching from Cal gripping his hair.

He could still feel it even during the drive to their school… it was rather pleasant for the latent shooter.

[caseycabotsvu]

Alex Cabot x Daughter x Casey Novak (First Day at School)

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It's Alex and Casey's daughters first day at school, Alex feels a sense of nostalgia watching as y/n is dressed in the same uniform she remembers wearing in her childhood, but she can't help feel the pressure of her families legacy as the day unfolds.

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As the sun shone radiantly, the day began in New York City. The gentle warmth emanating though the wrap around windows of their penthouse, and the hubbub of the city exuded below. Excitement and nerves were palpable in the Cabot-Novak household, as Alex and Casey woke their daughter for her first day at school. Alex tried desperately to combat the anxiety bubbling within her stomach as she prepared y/n for the day. Y/n would be attending the prestigious preparatory school Alex herself had once attended and her mother before her. The Cabot family had a legacy to uphold within the school and y/n their newest edition was ready to join the ranks.

The familiar scent of freshly washed and pressed uniforms wafted through the house, Alex’s signature fresh vanilla detergent, a crisp, clean scent, mingling with the aroma of breakfast that Casey was preparing in the kitchen, for y/n’s big day. "Okay, sweetheart, let’s get you dressed," Alex said, a soft smile tugging on her glossy lips as she laid out the tiny navy pinafore and pink blouse on the bed. The uniform was a perfect fit for Y/n, adorned with the school’s badge and motto. Y/n was already bouncing around unable to contain her emotions, her eyes wide with anticipation and excitement. Y/n giggled, her freshly curled ringlets bouncing as she hopped from her bed. "Mommy, I can’t wait! I want to make so many new friends!" Her enthusiasm was infectious, and Alex couldn’t help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over her, remembering her own first day at the same school, the mix of excitement and nerves, the thrill of meeting new classmates, and the memories that had shaped her childhood allowing her to go forward and pursue her own legacy, in hindsight of her predecessors.

As Alex helped Y/n slip into her baby pink blouse, she couldn’t help but muse on her own time at the school. "You know, Y/n, when I was little just like you, I wore this same uniform and I made so many friends, and I learned so much, just as you will. Your mommy’s clever girl and you are going to do amazing. Just remember your manners and you’ll make so many new friends." Alex hastily fastened the pearl white buttons with care, her fingers brushing against the crisp fabric, as Y/n watched her mother in awe. “I will mommy, I promise.”

Alex smiled up at her daughter, “Do you want mommy to do your hair princess?” Y/n nodded, as Alex guided her over to the vanity mirror and chair, Y/n swivelled her legs onto the seat watching as Alex stepped behind her in the mirror. Alex gently brushed through her soft curls, as she tied half of them back, before clipping in a small pink bow clip, to match her blouse. “You look beautiful princess. I am already so proud of you.” As the moment lingered, Casey peeked into the little girl’s room, a warm smile on her face as she watched the two interact. "You look absolutely gorgeous, Y/n sweetheart!" she exclaimed, her heart swelling with pride, just admiring her wife and daughter. "Just like your mom when she was little. I cannot believe how grown-up you are!"

Y/n twirled around, her pinafore swishing with her movements, as the silver clasps shone, in the glint of sunlight peeking through the curtains. "Do I look like a princess?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with joy, in waiting for her mama’s response. "You always look like a princess, my little superstar," Casey replied, kneeling to give Y/n a hug. "Are you ready for your big adventure?" Casey quested, and with a determined nod, Y/n affirmed, "I’m ready, to meet my new friend’s mama!" The three of them shared a gentle laugh, Alex felling her heart swell at the sight of her partner and their daughter together, in an embrace so full of love and trust.

Once Y/n was fully dressed, Alex helped her into her new shiny black buckle shoes before putting on her backpack as the trio made their way to the school. The sun shone overhead as they walked hand in hand, the sound of Y/n’s laughter echoing through the bustle of the city, as her shiny shoes clunked along the concrete. Alex and Casey held her hands, Y/n occasionally looking up at both her mother’s dress in their daily suits for work, as their heels clacked. Y/n wanted to be like them one day and she knew that started now.

As they approached the grand entrance of the prep school, Alex felt a rush of memories flood back; the large iron gates, the manicured lawns, and the historic steps loomed in front of them, each corner steeped in her history. "Mommy, is this where you learned to read and write?" Y/n asked, her childish curiosity piqued as she gazed up at the impressive structure. "Yes, it is, sweetheart. This is where I found my love for law." Alex replied, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "And I hope you find your own special things here, too." As they reached the gates, Alex and Casey felt Y/n’s hands squeeze their own tighter, Alex knelt to meet Y/n’s gaze, straightening her blouse’s collar.

"Remember, if you ever feel nervous, just take a deep breath and think of all the fun you’re going to have. You’re going to make so many friends, and you’ll learn so much." Casey chimed in laying her hand comfortingly on Y/n’s back, "And we’ll be right here waiting for you when you finish your first day. We can’t wait to hear all about it." With a final hug and kiss, they waved Y/n off with her new teacher as she bounded through the gates, her little backpack bouncing with each enthusiastic step. Alex and Casey stood together, watching their daughter disappear into the building, a mix of pride and emotion swelling in their hearts.

Walking to the DA’s office, knowing where y/n was felt different, the sound of y/n’s normal laughter was no longer there, so instead Alex buried her hand in Casey’s and Casey ever observant to her wife’s lingering anxiety, wrapped an arm around her waist in comfort. Reaching the DA’s office, the duo parted to their respective offices and schedules, placing a small kiss to Alex’s cheek as she leaned into whisper to her wife, “She’s going to be just fine honey, you know of all people how nurturing and kind the staff at the school are. She is well looked after, and she’ll be there when we pick her up in a few hours.” Alex nodded, her anxiety still hanging, but she steeled herself for the day, entering her office.

Alex paced anxiously in the small office throughout the day as her mind raced with thoughts of her daughter, Y/n. As lunch time ensued, Casey returned from court, straight to the break room expecting to find her wife, in her usual spot with her lunch, but instead she was nowhere to be found. Casey rushed across the hall to Alex’s office, observing her wife pacing back and forth for a second before she intervened. "Alex, you need to breathe," Casey said gently, leaning against the doorframe. Alex paused and sat back down in her desk, as Casey took note of the way her partner's fingers tapped nervously against the desk. Casey walked over, wrapping her arms around Alex and pulling her close. "Y/n will be fine. She’s a brave little girl, just like her mom." Alex sighed, leaning into Casey's embrace, her anxiety melting slightly.

"I know, I know. It’s just...what if she doesn’t make any friends? What if she misses us? I remember feeling so lost on my first day." Her voice wavered slightly, revealing the depth of her concern. Casey smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind Alex's ear. "You were a little genius and look at you now��you turned out just fine. Y/n will adapt, just like you did, plus, she was telling me yesterday you are her role model, and she wanted to make you proud today." Alex smiled slightly as her palm rested against her forehead, "That’s the problem," Alex said, pulling away slightly to look into Casey's eyes. "What if I’m not a good enough role model? What if she feels pressure because of my past?"

"Alex," Casey said firmly, "you are more than enough. Y/n loves you, and she looks up to you because you’re an amazing mom. You give her the love and support she needs. The rest will fall into place. Your family’s legacy is taking her to places she is so lucky to be, you’ve worked so hard to get her here." Taking a deep breath, Alex nodded, though her mind was still racing. "I just wish I could be there with her. I want to make sure she feels safe and happy." With Alex’s thoughts still spiralling, Casey decided to distract her. "How about we focus on work for now? We have a busy afternoon ahead, and I promise you, the hours will fly by." With a reluctant smile, Alex tried to shift her thoughts to the cases piled high before her, they had a significant trial coming up, and the pressure was palpable. Casey settled into a chair across from Alex, flipping through the case files as they discussed the details, noting anything important on their legal pads.

As the hours passed, Alex found it increasingly difficult to concentrate. Every time the phone rang, or an email pinged, her heart raced, wondering if it was the school. Casey noticed and made a point to keep the conversation flowing, discussing the intricacies of their cases, sharing anecdotes from their pasts, and even cracking jokes to lighten the mood. The conversation flowed easily, but every time Alex glanced at the clock, her heart sank. She couldn't shake the worry gnawing at her. Finally, Casey suggested they take a break and grab a bite to eat at the café across the street, though Alex hesitated, still feeling the weight of her worries, Casey insisted knowing that a change of scenery would do them both good.

As they strolled to the café, Casey held Alex’s hand, squeezing it gently, "You know, I remember my first day of school too," Casey said, trying to draw Alex out of her anxious thoughts. "I was terrified, but my mom told me that everyone else was just as nervous. It helped me feel a little better. Y/n’s not alone and I’m sure right now she’s playing with her new friends, not worrying about us." Alex nodded, appreciating Casey’s attempt to connect. "I just hope Y/n finds her footing quickly. I want her to enjoy it." Alex expressed, her worries still prevalent, Casey knew until she saw their daughter she wouldn’t be able to shake the feeling off, "She will, and if she struggles, we’ll be right here to help her through it. Just like we always help each other." Casey promised, squeezing her wife’s hand under the table.

After what felt like an eternity, the clock finally ticked closer to pick-up time. Alex and Casey made their way back to the school filled with anticipation. They stood outside the gates of the school, a sense of nostalgia washing over them as they waited for their daughter, Y/n, to emerge. It had been a big decision for them to enrol Y/n here, but they hoped it would provide her with a nurturing environment to grow and thrive. As the bell chimed, signalling the end of the school day, the gates swung open, and a stream of children poured out. Alex felt a flutter of excitement in her chest as she scanned the crowd, soon spotting y/n and her class teacher as she skipped toward them, her face lit up with a huge smile.

“Mama! Mommy!” Y/n exclaimed; her little arms outstretched as she rushed into their embrace. Alex and Casey knelt to catch her, enveloping her in a warm hug. “How was your first day, sweetheart?” Casey asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “It was amazing!” Y/n chirped, her eyes wide with enthusiasm. “I made so many friends! There’s Lily, and Emma, and Mia! We played tag and had a tea party at playtime!” Alex exchanged a glance with Casey, both smiling at their daughter’s joy. “A tea party? That sounds fun! What did you make?” Alex prompted, intrigued. “Cookies and juice but they were just pretend!” Y/n replied, her voice animated. “And we pretended to be princesses! I was the queen, and they were my royal friends!” Casey chuckled, “The queen, huh? I bet you were a great one.” Y/n nodded vigorously, her hair shaking side to side. “And we had a creative writing lesson! I wrote a story about a brave knight who saved a princess from a dragon!” She paused, her eyes sparkling with pride. Alex smiled as her anxiety melted, “That sounds like an amazing day honey, you’ve done so well. I’m so proud of you.”

As they started walking home, Y/n skipped ahead, her little feet barely touching the ground. “Can I tell you more about my story?” she called back, her voice filled with excitement. “Absolutely!” Casey encouraged, walking hand in hand with Alex as they followed their daughter. Y/n spun around; her arms outstretched as she twirled. “So, the knight had to climb a really tall mountain to find the dragon,” she began, her imagination running wild. “And when she got there, the dragon was really big, and the princess needed help!” As they continued to walk, Alex felt a swell of pride, watching Y/n express herself so freely reminded her of her own childhood. “You know, Y/n,” Alex said, “you’re going to be a fantastic writer one day and you’re going to get an amazing job!” Y/n giggled, as she skipped excitedly.

The trio continued down the street, Y/n continuing to skip ahead, her laughter ringing in the air as Alex and Casey shared a moment, watching their daughter enthusiasm and joy. Approaching their home, Y/n suddenly stopped and turned to them, her eyes wide with realisation. “Wait! I have to show you my drawing from art class too!” Y/n said as the door attendant held the door open for them. “Oh, we can’t forget that!” Alex said affectionately, “How about we pin it to the fridge.” They rode the elevator to their penthouse before scanning the door open as y/n rushed inside grabbing her backpack and pulling out her drawing.

“Look! Look!” she exclaimed, holding up a colourful piece of paper to her parents. Alex and Casey leaned in, their eyes widening supportively, “This is beautiful, Y/n! What is it?” Casey asked, genuinely impressed. “It’s me, you and mommy!” Y/n exclaimed, pointing at the crayon-drawn figures. Alex smiled, her heart melting at the sight of her daughter’s creativity. “You are so talented, sweetheart. We love it!” Y/n beamed with pride and her cheeks flushed with happiness. “Can you help me hang it on the fridge now mommy!” Alex smiled, of course I can, Alex said scooping y/n up, lifting her to reach the magnets.

“Now you’ve had such a big day princess, why don’t we get you all ready for bed so you can be wide awake for school tomorrow.” Y/n nodded racing across the penthouse to her bedroom as Alex and Casey followed. “Which pyjama’s do you want to wear y/n,” Casey asked holding up two options, “They blue star one’s mama.” Casey beamed at her daughter as Alex watched them from the doorframe, “Now y/n mommy is going to run you a bath and you can get all nice and clean before we put on your new pyjamas.” Alex said, reaching out a hand for her daughter to follow. Y/n nodded repeating to her mom’s her bedtime routine, “Bath time, pyjama time, dinner time and bedtime.” Alex and Casey laughed watching her daughter skip into the bathroom as a sense of tranquillity blanketed the atmosphere for the first time all day.

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[autumnmatt]

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄

summary: it was the first official day of summer and you and your boyfriend chris decided to spend the day at the beach

classification: fluff

warnings: kissing, pet names, use of y/n, not proof read

it was the first day of summer at 3pm, y/n was sitting in her room scrolling through her phone. Suddenly her boyfriend Chris sent her a message which immediately caught her attention.

CHRIS 🤍

3:11 pm

Chris: hi babyyy so I was thinking since it’s the first day of summer maybe you’d want to go to the beach with me, like have a cute little date?

y/n: yesss of course meet me there at 4:30 and wear something super sexy 😏

read 3:17 pm

you were now going through your closet to find something to wear. After frantically searching for some time you landed on a cute white bikini and threw some denim shorts over it.

it was now 4:14 and you grab all the stuff you needed before heading out the door and going to your car. You opened a text message from Chris saying “omw”

you arrived at the beach and started looking for your boyfriend and after minutes of looking around there he was, he looked very cute ( like always )

you ran up to him and jumped into his arms forcing him to keep you up, “i missed you.” You said kissing his very sweaty forehead. “I missed you too beautiful.” He said with the biggest smile on his face.

after a while of chatting about how your days were going so far you two went down the dock to the beach. The sun was already starting to set.

you threw your bagged off of your shoulder and pulled a blanket you brought from home to lay out on the sand. “Oh so you came prepared?” Chris said. “Always.” You responded, laying the blanket on the sand.

about an hour went by and you and Chris were just admiring the last minutes of sun and the waves of the water. Your head was rested in his lap while he was sitting criss cross applesauce.

“I could stay forever.” You said looking up at him. “You and me both” he said reaching his head down to kiss you on the lips.

The rest of the night was filled with jokes and laughs before you both decided to call it a night and go to the triplets house to get some rest.

a/n: omg I’m soooo sorry for not posting for so long but school is kicking my ass right now, this is lowkey short asf but this is my first chris fic on here so I hoped you enjoyed :)

respond to this post to be on my tag list <3

[buriedinmyownfeelings]

I guess this is just a weekly thing now

Just when I think I couldn’t love them more something like this happens

[whumpy-wyrms]

GUYS i have to give a six minute demonstration speech for my oral/interpersonal communications class later AND. AND like two weeks ago when we were planning it i didn’t know what to do it on so my teacher said something art related since she knows i like to draw. so i chose to. to give a speech in front of like 20 other people in my grade on HOW TO DRAW ANTONNNNN AND I’M FREAKING OUT BECAUSE THAT SPEECH LS TOFDAY AND I HAVENT PRACTICED IT AT ALLLLLL LMAO IM SO FUCKED

[francisforever2014]

i applied for a summer research program at my school and at first i was like idk if i even want it that bad bc i’d have to stay there over summer so i’d barely get a summer break and i wouldn’t get to see my sister and friends etc etc . which is all still very true and makes me sad to think about but also i’m supposed to hear back by saturday and i just realized how bad i actually want it . fuck

[animemusicbrackets]

Hewwo everybody! first of all: happy Juneteenth to all my African American friends! Second, I have update on the semifinals: i am traveling for a convention (anime ohio) and don’t have access to a computer, so semifinals will go up next weekend, not this weekend. Had a lot of stuff going on including con crunching so I kinda.. forgor to make the next bracket round….. so it will have to wait til I get back. sorry. Please be patient with me 🥲

[ultrakillingmyself]

I need to Do Something before I start doing smth not good

[mauxanhduong]

i am losing my mind

[baycitystygian]

guys I just survived a ladder that wanted to kill me. cheers

[sweetandglovelyart]

Next page of Knightfall in Dream Land is most likely going to be posted this Saturday or Sunday!

I have this next page about a third of the way done right now and I’m going to try and get it finished by this weekend. The page following this one might take me a little longer than usual to finish because I’m working on some stuff for grad school and am also about to be out of town for some work trips, so I apologize in advance if I end up taking a while to post it. I don’t bring my tablet with me when I go on trips and I won’t have any time to draw anyway so I probably won’t start working on it until after I get back. I do plan to try and get another chapter of the fanfiction version of the comic posted soon though. Since I’ll have my laptop with me while I’m away I’m planning to do a little writing, so look out for the next chapter coming in the next few weeks. Thank you to everyone who’s reading both the comic and the fanfiction, I hope you’re enjoying them and sorry again for my slow updates!

[goldensunset]

if you can regularly remember and motivate yourself to feed yourself healthy and filling meals you have a privilege that you may not quite comprehend

[horsemage]

Is it really a phone call with your mom if you don’t shout at each other a little bit

[your-local-granny]

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